My week started with a bout of the stomach flu. Good times. Thankfully neither Mr. Awesome nor the baby got it. I got exactly one run in this week, but today’s 6.5 wasn’t bad.
Halfway through I sang (to myself) ‘Livin’ on a Prayer’…you know, “whoa, we’re halfway there…” and that morphed into Magic Carpet Ride, which was hella better than what previously had been stuck in my head.